You know, we eat turkey on Thanksgiving, there is a country named Turkey. That whole sort of thing. I am a simpleton you know, that sort of humor amuses me.

Anyway, this year I was pondering what sort of turkey day tripe I might post up and actually got to thinking about this...

Turkish themed turkey day meal.

Why have I not thought of this before?
Well, I didn't actually know crap about what kinda food goes with Turkey. I have never been there, I can't think of ever seeing a Turkish restaurant, I haven't come across many recipes from there...

So, I have been poking around Turkish cooking sites, reading recipes, doing my research.
Turns out I did sorta know a little about Turkish food, as it is sorta like mainland Greek food. You know, kebabs, pilafs, stuffed grape leaves and such. I pick up some Mongol influences in a lot of recipes and some Persian undertones as well.

I got a late start on this, this year, so no kebabs today.
I do like this idea, though I am not sure I can get a lot of takers on what is probably the most traditional meal menu day of the year...

We are doing some of our usual things here. A stuffed theme maybe, portabellas stuffed with crab, I am doing that butternut squash thing I mentioned a few weeks back, got a tiny hen that I will stuff with something. Nothing over the top, but I am sure we'll all be stuffed before the day is out.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

A drum battle with local ?uestlove and Animal, from the Muppets...on Fallon?

Now this is television I can appreciate.
That is entertainment...

Just by the way, it is exceedingly rare that I watch any of these late night guys, with their oddly similar programming formats. The late night talk dudes show up about the same time my own brain is warmed up and working, so I try to put it to better use than passive entertainment.
I do have to say that on the rare occasion I see Fallon, he might be my genre favorite at this point.
Yeah, Conan is hilarious, Letterman is still funny-but I feel like I am watching an old man social club a lot, and Leno-man, just stop...
Jimmy Fallon, with that earnest effort in getting a laugh and entertaining, seems more genuine to me.

I get that sorta thing less, as I don't really talk to people about myself. When it does come up, that my job has me travelling, I usually just smile it off. I have been on the road more than I am with my current gig, in the past...
Really, it is kind of a pain. You know, there is all the shit at home that needs to happen if you are there or not. Living out of a bag, in weird hotels. The work part and the fact that you really have nothing to do but work.

Lately, I have been trying to enjoy and recognize some of the positives about work travel. They are pretty small things.

Like having a favorite gyro joint...in DC.
Walking in cities when I can, rather than taking cabs.
That sort of thing.

Friday, November 18, 2011

I have lamented the dearth of these microbrew serving, sort of fancy food shilling joints before.
This city, and my hood specifically, is wall to wall with them.
Seriously...

Not that this means anything to you, unless you are here to visit and want anything more than a gussied up sandwich and a side of fries.
That's great, I can sort that out for you...

I just read that one of our favorite haunts, a little seafood place is making the turn. It had a fun little menu, good food and seemed fairly busy. They are even using the word gastropub in the new goddamned name.
That is not even a real word!
It is a stupid conjoined thing.

So, that would make nine, I think, within walking distance of my door. Not a long walk I mean, close by. I am not counting the brewery with food, even. Or the one that sort of is, but also has burritos on the menu. Two more are in the works as well, according foodie news here.

Another day here...
I was just sitting here, working, keeping track of the dogs, pondering lunch, slacking.
Took a minute to check out an associates reporting on the local food scene.
That little mention of pancakes flipped the switch.

We just bought all the pancake making stuff last weekend!

I usually spend so much time figuring out what to eat during the day that I never get around to actually eating anything.
Oh the glory of getting a cravings - and having the means to fulfill it immediately.

Small victories, or whatever...
I just had a lumberjack sized plate of pancakes.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Thursday, November 3, 2011

I imagine it must be pretty cool having a $12M Ferrari and the means to campaign it on the track...

I also imagine there is a moment of nausea when you realize you have just wadded it up a bit.

Regardless, it is a racecar and cheers to the mate still using it as intended, rather than hermetically storing it in some covetous lair.
That'll probably buff right out...
Or, just bash it a bit with a hammer and get back on the track.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

I have had one south Philly dude tell me how this is not the spot.
Can you believe that?
Maybe not his spot, but this joint kinda rules.
I just sayin' for me, at least...

He claimed that one of the tourist trap spots was better.

I told him to go fuck his mother for snorting my cheesesteak choices.

This coast is rubbing off on me, perhaps.

Note, nearly every claimed version of a cheesesteak outside of this city resembles nothing that is a cheesesteak. Not at all the same thing, or even an decent interpretation.
And calling it a "Philly" as one national fast food chain does, well that just offends the entire population of this city...

Small block Chevy's take a fair amount of shit for being ubiquitous as an engine choice...

They are the fall back choice for car guys, I suppose. Low buy in, easy to work on and upgrade, small size all make them an easy choice.
But you end up seeing a lot of them, because of all that...
And they tend to look sorta the same.

This is not one of those bellybutton motors, however...

Goodness.

Makes you want to build some kinda tube chassis with giant slicks on all four corners, huh?
That lump nestled just behind your shoulder, so you can hear exactly the motivations on your pending destruction.